link (telepathic link with master)Share Spells (master can cast personal only spells on the eidolon.)Evasion (eidolon can ignore damage on a successful reflex save)

SKILLS

Class Skills See Below

Skill Points: 12 = [6 + INT (-2) per Hit Die (3)]

PHYSICAL DESCRIPTION

Sauvressa appears to others as a statuesque woman of fine features and serene beauty. Her skin is like hard white marble and has all the detail of an unfinished greek statue. Her eyes stare calmly behind a face that always carries with it a serene smile. Her hair has the looks, feel and consistency of the finest mithril wire and hangs down to her lower back. In her hand she carries a two bladed sword she keeps always at the ready to put into an attacker that comes for her or threatens Temarel. When she moves she is followed closely behind by twin wisps of golden light closely resembling dove wings. When she speaks she always refers to Temarel as her beloved. To date she has not expressed just what the nature of that love is or why she feels it for him.

Size:M
Gender:Male
Age:24
Height:5'3"
Weight:120
Hair Color:Black
Eye Color: Green
Skin Color: Pale
Appearance: Thin and willowy but with a very human looking face.
Demeanor: Good natured and generally calm. More concerned about doing what's
right rather than what the law requires. A gentle soul he also
knows what chaos leads to and as a rule prefers a bit of order over
pointless chaos.

Temarel suffered a harsh childhood under the thumb of his elven father. His father was not a terrible man nor particularly unkind. Rather, he was a man who suffered whims that would drive the typical human mad. His father was nobility among the elves, a king among kings, and expected much the same from his son. However he wanted his son to be great. It didn't matter what a great anything he was so long as he was great. Thus he forced his son to practice archery to become a great warrior. Within a few years as Temarel was learning the bow he changed his mind and forced him to become a great statesman. While not very skiled his natural charisma helped among the wild courts and he garnered a small if forgettable reputation. Within a year of that decision his father sent him off to school to become a great sorcerer. Temarel grew frustrated at being unable to perform to his satisfaction and swiftly grew jaded at the courts of the elves. For weeks he sought some means of escaping his fate or at least convincing his father to let him decide his own fate. That day came in the form of a dream. In that dream there was an angel, beautfiul, powerful and serene.

He asked of the angel, "What are you?"

"I am yours." The angel replied.

"What do you want?" He asked.

"To protect you, beloved." It replied.

Confused and a little frightened he asked. "Why?"

It merely smiled serenely and caressed his cheek It felt warm and comforting yet terrible in its perfection. "Call my name and perhaps one day you will know, beloved. Now wake up."

In a terrible state he woke up from the dream and called out her name without thinking "Sauvressa!"

The angel then appeared before him still smiling that serene smile. She caressed his cheek as he laid sweating in bed. She was not as strong and terrible in the dream but she remained elegant and stunning. It spoke again. "We are tied together you and I, beloved. I will protect you, and love you. In exchange I will be close to you."

At first the creature frightened him but it delighted his father seeing the creature's presence as proof of his sons destiny. He became more erratic and pushy before his son confronted him. Much to Temarel's unending frustration his father grew ecstatic when he told his father that he was leaving the life of magic and nobility to do good in the world with or without his approval. His father was intrigued by the idea of his son being an outcast noble, a prince without a kingdom and then had the guards promptly remove him from the kingdom with orders not to let him back in.

Shocked at his sudden and strange abandonment. He turned to Sauvressa and asked. "What should I do? What am I now that my father has thrown me out on some silly whim?"

"You are a good man." The angel said "Do good."

It has been barely a week since this incident. Taking her advice he has sought to do good. Perhaps, using what skills he has he might do exactly that.